To say that
the world has been waiting a long time for a fourth Jurassic Park film is
perhaps simultaneously true and untrue. It's definitely been a while since the
last instalment was released (just shy of 14 years to be specific), but there
has also been mixed sentiment on whether another sequel was warranted, with
many citing the decline in quality of the two existing sequels as a sign that
the franchise should perhaps be laid to rest. Personally however, I love me
some Jurassic Park and always held out hope that the long-gestating 'Jurassic
Park 4' would finally materialize. This weekend, after almost a decade and a
half in development hell, it finally did in the form of Jurassic World, set 22
years after the events of the original film and taking place in a
fully-operational theme park (all the kinks from the previous films having been
presumably worked out so that nothing can possibly go wrong...ahem!) and whilst
it certainly wasn't a disappointment, it definitely wasn't perfect either.
WARNING: The
following review will contain minor spoilers. Nothing major, however you have
been warned!
From the
get-go the film wastes no time in sucking us into the Jurassic World
experience, and much of the fun in the early scenes comes from seeing the
different attractions in this fully functional dinosaur theme park, the
realisation of exhibits only hinted at in the original films. The dino petting
zoo was particularly cute! By dropping the audience straight into the middle of
the park, we really get a sense that this is very much the status quo now and
that original park creator John Hammond's dream has been a reality for a while.
We witness
the park through a host of characters each with different perspectives based on
(amongst other things) security clearance. And this is one of the key areas
where the film falls down, there just aren't really any compelling characters.
We have the two kids, Gray and Zach, arriving at the park expecting to spend a
weekend with their aunt (and park operations manager, natch!) Claire.
Zach is your
typical annoying kid character, but dialled up to extreme levels. The kind of
kid who knows everything about everything, and whose dialogue is limited to
rolling off obscure facts at inappropriate moments (seriously, there's a killer
dinosaur after us, I really don't need to know the exact make, model and colour
of this vehicle!), telling other characters not to break the rules or swear
(when you're about to be eaten alive, swearing is kind've forgivable!), and
crying about how much he wants to go home. You can tell they're going for
precocious and endearing, but he just comes off as irritating. Older brother Zach doesn't fare much better, ticking all the boxes in the
stereotypical 'bored teenager' column, spending almost the entire first half of
the film ignoring his brother and staring at girls and/or texting. He is
redeemed somewhat in a character arc that could be seen from space, eventually
stepping up and being the big brother, protecting Gray and comforting him on
one of the approximately 57 occasions in which he cries, but it doesn't make
him all that more interesting to be honest. Tim and Lex Murphy, these kids are not!
Workaholic
Claire doesn't offer much in regards to originality either, however Bryce
Dallas Howard does do a decent job with the material and it is amusing seeing
the character devolve from uptight, highly-wound control freak, to dishevelled,
pissed off, semi-badass as her park falls apart around her. It's all in the
hair! And I won't even comment on the 'running in heels' debate. If that's the
one thing you have trouble accepting in this film, then you're already a
winner.
Archetypal
characters are fine, expected even within a summer blockbuster. The problem
here however, is that none of them are particularly likeable. The only
character who is remotely endearing is Chris Pratt's ex-navy
officer-turned-dinosaur trainer Owen Grady, and this owes more to the fact that
it's Chris Pratt than it does to any nuance in the writing. Pratt always
infuses his characters with a level of likeability, due in large to the
abundance of that quality in the actor himself, however there were times when
even Grady started to grate a little, with many of his lines inducing
spontaneous eye-rolling.
Grady was
not alone in causing this affliction however. Much of the script is littered
with clunky dialogue, providing necessary yet heavy-handed exposition and
back-story, coming across as natural as if you were to regularly greet your
parents by stating your name, date of birth and national security number.
The rest of
the cast is filled out with the expected morally-questionable executives and
scientists, none of whom we are allowed to really connect with and most of whom
are simply fleshy cannon-fodder, waiting to be chomped in half to allow our
primary characters to escape unscathed time and time again. Which again, is
fine if we are allowed to develop an emotional connection to said primary
characters, but sadly the film is lacking in this area. The eventual emergence
of brotherly love between the two boys comes across as cloying and trite, and
the less said about the shoehorned love story the better. And I'm not talking
about the love story between Chris Pratt and a Velociraptor!
Whilst a
film such as this naturally requires that the viewer brings with them a healthy
dose of suspension of disbelief, there were a number of moments which did
temporarily pull me out of the film and detract from the action somewhat. For
example, I find it hard to surmise that a multi-billion dollar theme park, with
deadly living attractions and supposedly state-of-the-art security systems,
would have an attraction that allowed guests to roam freely in an enclosure
(albeit in a fancy transparent gyrosphere doodad), and wouldn't include a
function that automatically recalled said doodad to the start of the ride in an
emergency. Simply asking guests to return is rather trusting, if not completely
negligible.
Still this
isn't wholly surprising, considering that virtually no-one in the film reacts
in a normal human way to the events happening around them. The most realistic
human reaction is perhaps the man who picks up his two drinks before running
from a rampaging Pterosaur that crashes through the roof of the bar he's
sitting in.
I think my
biggest problem with the film, was that it didn't entirely deliver on the
premise it sold to us. The promotional material for the film all centred around
the fact that this was a fully-operational park, open to the public and
therefore full of tasty morsels for hungry dinosaurs to snack on. And whilst we
did see plenty of the park itself and the various attractions were pretty damn
cool, what I really wanted to see was the film deliver on the promise of
dinosaurs running loose in a fully-populated park. As it transpired, most of the
action took place behind the scenes of the park, and despite a brief scene of
some tourists being hassled by some Pterosaurs towards the end of the second
act, there was never a sense that any of the park attendees were really in any
danger. I wanted to see chaos as Velociraptors ran amok amongst chubby,
sunburnt tourists holding oversized branded novelty drinks. Or small children
quake in fear as a T-Rex crashed through the roof of the petting zoo, before
devouring them and their balloon animals. Ok, so the second one is maybe too
much to ask for, but I really felt that an opportunity was missed here. By
restricting most of the action to areas off-limits to the public, and having
the two brothers break the rules (much to Gray's dismay!) and go off the beaten
track, the film wasn't all that different in execution to the original. At the
very least, it would have benefitted from an everyman character enjoying a day
at the park, to see how the action played out from the perspective of those not
'in the know' regarding the shit hitting the fan elsewhere in the park.
Which brings
me to the dinosaur in the room. The main attraction, so to speak. The shiny new
genetically-engineered hybrid dinosaur species Indominus Rex, who serves as the
big bad carnivore of the film. To those of you asking 'Aren't all carnivorous
dinosaurs kind've bad?', I'll simply say the words 'Blue the Velociraptor' and
leave it at that. Again, much hoohah was
made over this new dinosaur which was bigger, badder and smarter than the T-Rex
and overall it delivered. The build-up to the big girl's reveal was well
handled and suitably tense, and the visual of the creature itself was
undoubtedly impressive. I will admit that I imagined it would be bigger, and
that it wasn't until I saw the Indominus and T-Rex side-by-side that I realised
just how much bigger it actually was in comparison. Still, a big dinosaur is a
big dinosaur. I'm no size-queen!
Whilst the
big bad dino was suitably imposing however, the draw for me in these films has
never been the big ones (I repeat, no size-queens here!), but the smaller
cunning ones, in particular the Velociraptors. I have always found the raptors
to be the most effectively scary dinosaurs, from their speed to their
intelligence, to that just plain crazy look in their eyes, and the kitchen
sequence in the original film is perhaps one of the tensest scenes in cinematic
history in my opinion. That's why I had mixed feelings about what they did to
the raptors in this film. Whilst the idea of trained raptors is indeed an
intriguing one, and does admittedly seem like the natural progression a theme
park like this would take, I can't help but feel that it somewhat defanged one
of cinema's most vicious monsters. Sure they got their share of moments to be
all deadly and snappy, but more time was spent trying to get us to empathise
with the beasts than fear them, which for me just doesn't sit right. As far as
I'm concerned Velociraptors equals 'run for your life and pray to god you don't
trip up!' No amount of head-mounted cameras or the dulcet tones of Chris
Pratt's voice can keep a raptor from being what it is, and that's a
cold-blooded, merciless, creepy-ass killing machine!
Despite how
it probably sounds, I actually really enjoyed the film. More than enjoyed it, I
fucking loved it! It's a Jurassic Park film! It had everything a summer
blockbuster should have. It just felt like something indefinable yet crucial
was missing. It just didn't have that Jurassic Park quality about it. Look, I
get that the original film is a high bench-mark against which to measure any
blockbuster, much less a direct sequel, I just feel that it had a specific
spark about it that was missing in this instalment. That sense of wonder and
magic that permeated the DNA of the original film just wasn't present here.
Think of the way you felt when Drs. Alan Grant and Ellie Sattler emerge from
that Jeep and see the Brachiosaurus for the first time. That feeling of awe and
amazement that something which should be impossible has been made possible. Jurassic
World just didn't have that.
I can't help
but feel that at least on some level this was perhaps an intentional
consideration. After all, the whole plot of the film hinges on the fact that in
this world, people are no longer wowed by real, live dinosaurs, they're old
news, and as a result park attendance is way down. This is what leads to the
creation of the genetic hybrid Indominus Rex, in an effort to attract more
guests and garner interest in the park again. In this way, the film almost acts
as a metaphor for the state of the film industry itself, whilst ironically
participating in the very act it skewers. Studios wanting bigger and flashier
productions, often resulting in an abundance of CGI and visual spectacle, but
without any real depth.
Jurassic
World isn't entirely devoid of depth however, it does have its touching
moments, most of them admittedly relying on nostalgia for the original, or
buoyed by Michael Giacchino's incorporation of John Williams' iconic score into
the mix. I did appreciate the nods to the events and players of the original,
none of which felt ham-fisted. It was no doubt tempting to include a veritable
farm-worth of Easter eggs, however director Colin Trevorrow struck the right
balance between honouring the original without being slavish to it. I will
admit to a lump in my throat upon the discovery of the original visitor's
centre, complete with banner and bones.
As with most
blockbusters nowadays, I tried as much as possible to avoid all trailers and
adverts for the film before release, in hopes of preserving the 'wow' moments
and knowing as little of the plot as possible. For Jurassic World this proved
almost impossible (due in part to the fact that the trailer seemed to be
constantly broadcast on every channel and webpage, but also due to my
fever-pitch levels of excitement causing me to cave and watch the trailer
within an hour of its release), but the initial teaser trailer didn't exactly
spoil too much. Somehow I already had an inkling the film would include people
being chased by dinosaurs. Call me crazy! There were definitely a few of the
aforementioned 'wow' moments featured in the trailer however (such as the
behemoth Mososaurus devouring that poor shark), and whilst they still packed a
punch in the film itself, I kind've feel like they would have been more
powerful had they not had so much exposure prior to the film's release. It's
not as if people need enticed to see a Jurassic Park film. It's Jurassic
Freakin' Park!
Which is
really my final thought. This film isn't by any means a perfect blockbuster (if
such a thing even exists in as subjective a medium as film), but it's a damn
good one. And more than that, it's a damn good Jurassic Park film! Let's be
honest, the worst Jurassic Park film would still be better than the best that a
lot of franchises churn out lately. The original film is one which means a lot
to me, one of those classics from my childhood that really makes me remember
why I love film in the first place, full of pure escapism and adventure. Any
sequel was going to have a hard time living up to the hype, but Jurassic World
does an admirable job of trying. And I don't mean that derogatorily. Despite
the grilling I gave the stereotypical characters, the clunky dialogue and the
lapses in judgement throughout, these elements are not in themselves a bad
thing. It's these ingredients which make a good summer popcorn film. Sure you
might get dizzy from rolling your eyes on a regular basis throughout, but it's
all part of the fun of the ride. Watching people make stupid decisions and get
themselves into a lot of trouble. Trouble with very big teeth. And in that
department, Jurassic World more than delivers.
SPOILERS
REGARDING THE ENDING FROM THIS POINT ON!
Whilst the
ending does leave it open for further instalments (and let's be honest, with an
opening weekend like that, there's no way there won't be more), I'm not sure
there should be. This film can almost be seen as the inevitable outcome of what
the original suggested. We saw Hammond's vision finally realised and then
ultimately destroyed, with dinosaurs essentially retaking the park and that
striking final image of the original T-Rex looking out over the ruins of the
park and surveying its realm which it has now reclaimed.
As Dr. Ian
Malcolm spoke about all those years ago: 'God created dinosaurs. God destroyed
dinosaurs. God created Man. Man destroyed God. Man created dinosaurs. Dinosaurs
eat Man...Woman inherits the Earth.' Now unless the next film takes place in a
not-so-distant future, where men have all died out and women roam a ravaged earth
fighting against dinosaurs (and hey, anything's possible, it's Hollywood after
all!), I feel like the films have kind've completed that cycle put forth in
Malcolm's words (minus the woman part), at least in the framing device of the
theme park. Sure there are various directions they could take the franchise
(the hints at using dinosaurs for military applications etc), but the initial
conceit of dinosaurs as entertainment has pretty much come full circle now.
Unless they
do Jurassic Circus...dinosaur rights campaigners would make great dinosaur
chow. Sweet irony! And maybe Chris Pratt could take his dino-tamer act to the
next level complete with whip (just to fuel the fires of the 'Pratt as Indiana
Jones' crowds). Plus, I'd still have a chance of seeing my 'children with
balloon animals' scene become a reality. Fingers crossed!
In any case,
full disclosure, regardless of which direction they go, there is nothing that
will stop me seeing it and no doubt loving it, such is my undying loyalty to
the franchise. Just don't kill off Ellie!!